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Fairytale
'cause I don't care for your fairytales You're so worried about the maiden though you know She's only waiting on the next best thing Snow White is doing dishes again cause What else can you do With seven itty-bitty men? Sends them to bed and calls up a friend Says will you meet me at midnight? The tall blonde lets out a cry of despair says Would have cut it myself if I knew men could climb hair I'll have to find another tower somewhere and keep away from the windows

Saturday, February 18, 2006,

sorry for the sudden pause of updating.
all stressed and out, i don have the mood to post.

well, stuff going in and out of my mind, freaky happenings taking place and all,
i don suppose i would want to type it all out here.

i just don believe im in the english remedial, not trying to say my english is darn good here, BUT..
sighs, and top english students in class failing commontest one? now thats too crazy.

its amazing how everyone slips into a different character every now and then. everyone walks into the different phases of life. though some falls and turn back to the past. i`ve mentioned this many times before and i`ll conclude once again : life; its bound to be contradicting.

life, just like our mind, is a tangled mess whirled into nothingness.

thoughts meander like the restless wind inside the mind of hannah`s.
they tumble blindly as they try hard to escape from the braincells.

lets just say it was her who was the only spice that had been added into a pot of friendship, some time ago. turn off the gas, the fire`s out. then, the remnants of the spice in the pot were of no use. the smell is there, but the spice can be thrown away.

the smell of the spice was just like the memories that she gave me.
but the spice, the only spice itself is not there anymore.
why, you dont know how it hurts.

even the moments of tranquility spent with her in the past, they bring immediate solace and alleviation to its peak. how i loved her. but all has changed.

i give up, i really give up. sometimes i really don wanna admit that i miss someone, sometimes i just say it to please someone. but this time, its inevitable.

i miss you, bibi.

and to the four of you bonkerdds, please dont have the thought that history is repeating itself.
i do not like the sound of that. not trying to pick a quarrel over here, but do try to think of why things are changing and not blossoming. like try putting yourselves in our shoes.

at your side, ya all may feel that we despise all of you or whatever whatever, but let me clear your minds : we dont hate you. we feel bad to sort of neglect you all so suddenly, but the main reason is because we don feel particularly happy when we are together.

its like sometimes you all forget about the existance of jerlyn and i. and just go off by yourselves.
but of course, we have our faults too.

okay, im not so sure about jerlyn, those are my feelings.

im sorry for all the headaches caused.
and sorry for whatever i`ve done wrong.
thanks ellise.

changes.
i hate changes.